Grey Matter Gluttony

Vociferously voracious,
Her brain hunts prey.

Cerebral cortex,
crouched at the ready,
a predator of thought.

Big game hunter,
it searches
for sustenance.

Ever questing
the answers to questions,
to satisfy the emptiness.

Addicted to the carbs
of intellect,
Satisfying, but somehow short.

Give me more.
The whys, the wherefores,
The whats and whens.

Fill me with wonder,
Wheels turning feverishly,
To still the pangs of perception.

Never full,
Restlessly ruminating…
The carnivore of ideas.

Hoping against hope,
It’s food source,
Never goes the way of the DODO.

Extinct. No More.
Bereft of the Benefit,
To die of starvation.

With no food for thought.

( Whew , made it.. though I can’t say honestly that most were my best work, and I included a couple I did earlier so they were part of the group…Good Luck to those doing the whole 24 hrs..12 was hard and exhausting for this opportunity to challenge myself )


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